“The Warlord who spent ten years drying out a kingdom — an ambitious man who fell and came back on his own terms.”
A Logia that turns his body to sand. His most lethal attack drains all moisture from anything he touches — instant death.
His prosthetic right hand. Just as menacing in close combat as it is iconic as a visual signature.
He weaponizes the terrain itself — a vast desert is his ideal arena.
An ambitious man who chose cynicism after his ideals broke. He had dreams once — a defeat taught him to call them foolish. Methodical and patient, he executed a ten-year plan without wavering. He is not a simple villain but a broken idealist who rebuilt himself around detachment.